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Ria

Author: Midnight_rain
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-09 20:57:40

That voice—

He turned, eyes widening slightly.

Ria.

She stood a few feet away, her expression shifting from disbelief to relief.

“Tales!” She hurried toward him, looking him over like she couldn’t believe her own eyes. She immediately wrap his slender arms towards Tales' body out of excitement.

Tales stiffened. “Ria?”

Ria clench his teeth. She don't know what to say to Tales but one thing she knows is that she doesn't want to let go of Tales. She look up as if to touch his face, then hesitated, her brows furrowing. “I’ve been looking for you!”

Tales blinked. “Looking for me?”

'Why would she look for me when I clearly told her that I'm moving out?'

Raja, who had been silent until now, tilted his head slightly, his sharp gaze settling on the woman in front of them. He don't what he's feeling but he's sure it's not happiness. He's not happy in the slightest to see this woman.

Ria finally seemed to notice him, her eyes flickering to Raja.

And then… narrowing slightly.

Her entire posture s
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